Hm, I don't know. I think you need to do it again so I can know for sure.
[ kill them
but he is so pleased. today had been very emotional. most of the emotions were elysium's, yes, but there was a certain point where things had gotten genuinely rocky and troubling before they managed to move the conversation along. this? this is safe. ]
[ this will just progressively get more nsfw until they're satisfied. which is never. they do, however, have physical limitations so they will have to stop to their eventual chagrin.
elysium's back to laughing lightly by the end of it so that's something—though, there can be close calls when he occasionally mutters under his breath how certain things aren't as sexy. without long hair, how can it frame his features perfectly…?
[ thorns' next mission is to cure baldness he can't take this anymore
thorns just snuggles his face against elysium's whenever this happens. stop it. they can't have another breakdown, thorns barely was able to handle the previous ones. ]
[ how is this the one thing that's strained their relationship the most
elysium, none the wiser, also snuggles cutely against thorns and sighs contentedly, not acknowledging the trials and tribulations he's had to go through in the last six odd hours. ]
It's been a long day, hasn't it been? We deserve it. [ smooches thorns' collarbone. ] I love you.
[ somehow thorns' biggest issue with elysium is his vanity and not the fact that he has gone insane. nice
the way elysium isn't even bald but they're both treating it like he is. thorns will wake up to elysium intensely staring in the mirror… does he dare approach…? ]
[ what thorns fails to consider is that elysium is in the stage where he has to take thorns down with him. if he kills himself, thorns will be lonely…? that's how it works.
elysium hums and just continues to press thorns against his side. he rubs his cheek on his hair and breathes in; these are all incredibly grounding and calming actions. ]
[ see, normally he would, except this is being said while elysium is very clearly having a crisis so literally anything he says is being taken as a cry for help. sorry thorns not taking the hair issue seriously enough to agree to romeo and juliet it. ]
[ this is how thorns kills his thin veneer of being chill. his face scrunches, gaze peeling away from the mirror to look at a spot on the floor instead. ]
this is prime time to just. chomp on thorns' ear. ]
You should always accept my invites regardless.
[ thorns has spoiled him too much that he now has to face the consequences of his actions… or pretend they don't exist with a hair growth formula. yea. ]
[ thorns is not remotely realizing that this behavior is his fault for just accepting all of elysium's growing bad habits, because it would mean realizing that doing so is also a bad habit.
he squirms at the chomp though. that spot is sensitive... ]
[ there is absolutely nothing wrong with not saying no to each other. it just means they have normal amounts of love… if thorns wanted to romeo and juliet at any time, he'd just ask how?
he runs his tongue along the shell of thorns' ear and nibbles at the lobe. they were just h*rny all of the previous night, but. alright! ]
It was never a choice. So, yeah. There's no world out there where wrong answers get rewarded, babe.
[ he is in the stage of grief where bullying thorns is mentally stabilising. ]
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but he is so pleased. today had been very emotional. most of the emotions were elysium's, yes, but there was a certain point where things had gotten genuinely rocky and troubling before they managed to move the conversation along. this? this is safe. ]
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elysium's back to laughing lightly by the end of it so that's something—though, there can be close calls when he occasionally mutters under his breath how certain things aren't as sexy. without long hair, how can it frame his features perfectly…?
life is hard. ]
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thorns just snuggles his face against elysium's whenever this happens. stop it. they can't have another breakdown, thorns barely was able to handle the previous ones. ]
We can sleep in tomorrow.
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elysium, none the wiser, also snuggles cutely against thorns and sighs contentedly, not acknowledging the trials and tribulations he's had to go through in the last six odd hours. ]
It's been a long day, hasn't it been? We deserve it. [ smooches thorns' collarbone. ] I love you.
[ thorns' parasite of a baby ]
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but they can sleep. and unless either of them have nightmares, they can progress to the next morning... is elysium still normal..... ]
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the way elysium isn't even bald but they're both treating it like he is. thorns will wake up to elysium intensely staring in the mirror… does he dare approach…? ]
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but thorns will tiptoe over to him. hi... ]
Morning...?
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Hi.
[ that's it. that's the dialogue. ]
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You're awake already.
[ casual... ]
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elysium hums and just continues to press thorns against his side. he rubs his cheek on his hair and breathes in; these are all incredibly grounding and calming actions. ]
Mhm.
[ also… casual…? ]
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Do you want breakfast...?
[ or anything at all... ]
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as he twirls several strands with his finger: ]
Will you see Elysian with me, mi todo?
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he doesn't even know how to respond to this. he really should have just removed all of the mirrors but he was too slow to wake up. ]
Is there a problem.
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You were staring at the mirror.
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Tch.
[ his romeo and juliet larp…… ]
Let's have breakfast, I guess…
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thorns leans in to kiss the back of elysium's neck. ]
You only guess?
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Well. I did get rejected.
[ makes this about thorns and not his hair ]
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thorns just tilts his head. ]
When did you get rejected?
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You didn't accept my invitation to Elysian…
[ he was left on read. ]
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[ he won't say yes to hair trauma inspired decisions... ]
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this is prime time to just. chomp on thorns' ear. ]
You should always accept my invites regardless.
[ thorns has spoiled him too much that he now has to face the consequences of his actions… or pretend they don't exist with a hair growth formula. yea. ]
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he squirms at the chomp though. that spot is sensitive... ]
Do I get punished if I don't?
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he runs his tongue along the shell of thorns' ear and nibbles at the lobe. they were just h*rny all of the previous night, but. alright! ]
It was never a choice. So, yeah. There's no world out there where wrong answers get rewarded, babe.
[ he is in the stage of grief where bullying thorns is mentally stabilising. ]
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sadly, thorns is okay with that. ]
Hm? What are you going to do to me then?
[ please go outside. ]
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